Went to a bicycle themed art show. Someone made a combo clock-lamp out of pieces of a blue bicycle, complete with swinging grandfather clock style pendulum, which was pretty amazing. Had two beers for my meager donation, on an empty stomach because all the hors d’oeuvres were gone, then detoured through a pottery gallery on the way home, which I belatedly realized what a probably not the best idea. Don’t worry, though. I didn’t break anything.
I love how Milie was like “So are we going to First Friday?” and I was like, “Did I agree to that?” and she said “Sorta,” so I went, and then she punked out on me to set moveable type and print her own poem. What a nerd.